Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 229 Fishing Plan
"Who reviews it?" Su Ming asked. "Who supervises it?"

Sangzi paused in her speech.

"In short, this oversight team will also be subject to my inspection," Su Ming continued. "If I discover any deception, violations, or collusion among the experimenters during the process, I will cancel the experiment!" His voice was cold. "We possess some special sensory abilities, which I believe you have already guessed."

Sang Zi remained silent, but even she, slow to realize, knew she was being targeted by her own people: someone was using Su Ming to relay a message.

She looked up at Jin Rongjia, then at Ling Wen, who was sitting upright behind the little troublemaker, and gritted her teeth inwardly.

"What a responsible protection! They're guarding their own people so tightly!" she thought angrily to herself.

Jin Rongjia seemed completely oblivious to this, and calmly said, "Mr. Su's request is acceptable."

"In addition, I have a task that needs to be carried out by the Sangzi Group," Su Ming said with a smile. "Ms. Sangzi, if it's convenient, we can arrange another time to discuss it in detail later."

Is this a way of giving someone a sweet treat?
Sang Zi suppressed her anger and smiled at Su Ming again, "Okay, I'll be waiting anytime!"

Ling Wen handed a stack of documents to the troublemaker. Su Ming opened it; it was a paper document reporting on technical details by Sang Zi. He raised his hand, and the paper immediately shredded into powder, scattering throughout the room.

"I'm sorry," Su Ming said apologetically, "I'm used to teleporting like this."

Elsewhere in the building, people inside saw this scene through a camera.

The person in charge picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Immediately turn the air filtration system in the conference room to maximum power."

"receive."

The meeting continued. Across from the troublemaker, the last person in charge began to speak.

"I am the head of Fengshou Machinery Factory." He identified himself to Su Ming. "That good-for-nothing Kong Ruifeng has caused you trouble, and we sincerely apologize."

He opened the folder, pulled out a photo, and handed it to Su Ming. "This is our prediction for the next step."

Su Ming picked it up, his eyes immediately lighting up. It was a huge, uniquely shaped airplane, anchored on the azure sea. "This... I really can't refuse!"

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“The Harvest Machinery Factory is nothing special. These people keep their most advanced equipment hidden at home, never letting it be seen. They’ve been practicing their dragon-slaying skills for decades, but they have nowhere to test them,” Miao Mu said. “They won’t pose any danger to you. Just give them a five-star review and provide them with real-world combat data, and they’ll be overjoyed. In fact, the more advanced the weapons you want, the better!”

"I'd like to too, but we're limited by the availability of materials and logistics here," Su Ming sighed regretfully.

"Don't worry, they'll only be more impatient than you to find a solution," Miao Mu said. "As for the rest, if you have something of value that can divert their attention from dismantling my daughter, that would be even better."

"Yes, but we need to deal with the mole first," Su Ming said. "Then we can begin to move forward."

The gospel material possesses immeasurable value, but it's a futures contract. Su Ming has found a path that might allow him to begin analyzing it ahead of time. This requires Sang Zi to fully utilize a prerequisite technology, which is also something Su Ming plans to find for them.

"That's about it," Miao Mu said. "As both sides continue to benefit, the whole thing will enter a positive cycle."

"Is the world bustling with activity, all for the sake of profit?"

“Of course,” Miao Mu replied, “it applies to everyone and every organization, the only difference is the different forms of ‘profit’—aren’t you one of them?”

That's for sure. Su Ming relies on the strong support from Earth; otherwise, how could he challenge the forces from another world?

The company's willingness to invest regardless of cost is clearly a necessary exploration.

“As cooperation becomes closer, stakeholders will become your strongest protectors,” Miao Mu said. “Conflicts and differences will be diluted by huge benefits, which is the mainstream of development.”

"Understood," Su Ming said.

Miao Mu thought for a moment, "As for Jin Rongjia, Ling Wen and their group, there's not much to consider. Their job is security."

“They have their own demands too,” Su Ming said, when suddenly the float on his fishing rod sank. He jerked the rod sharply, causing it to bend violently into a crescent shape, almost snapping the line. A fish was pulled to the surface, splashing water everywhere.

Su Ming pulled the fishing rod with all his might. The hooked fish thrashed and jumped, but it wouldn't come off the hook. He dragged it to the shore by force.

"No, you didn't even put bait on the fish!" Miao Mu said indignantly.

He picked up the landing net and, together with Su Ming, scooped the fish out. Hanging it on a spring scale, it was a carp weighing about eight pounds.

Miao Mu held the fish and asked Su Ming to take a picture of it. Then he put the fish into the fish basket, muttering to himself the whole time: "How did they get this fish?" and "Are the fish blind?"

Finally, Miao Mu asked Su Ming.

"What does Jin Rongjia want?"

"When he asked you to relay these messages today, didn't he tell you?" Su Ming reeled in his fishing rod and tossed it onto the riverbank. "Of course, you're just like us, fishing!"
In the conference room.

Thirty minutes had passed, and Jin Rongjia announced the end of the meeting.

Ling Wen immediately stood up and quickly left the conference room with Miao Xin. They walked through a long corridor to a helipad at the back of the building. An AC312E helicopter was already ready, its rotors slowly turning.

According to the plan, there were three transportation options, and the choice was made on short notice. This time, the helicopter was chosen.

"Point-to-point flight, estimated arrival time is twenty minutes." Amidst the noise of the propellers, Ling Wen raised her voice to Miao Xin, "Don't worry, we'll be there soon!"

Miao Xin gave Ling Wen an OK sign and boarded the helicopter alone. Inside the cabin, two fully armed pilots were already in place, their faces obscured by heavy flight helmets.

After a brief exchange of hand gestures, the pilot pressed the communication button and said, "Tower, this is AC312EX, requesting takeoff."

"AC312EX, clearance for takeoff!"

As confirmed by the control tower, the helicopter engines roared to life and it smoothly rose vertically from the ground. At the same time, two escort helicopters took off from a nearby airport and quickly joined the formation.

Miao Xin breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in her chair.

"Is my mission over?"

"Almost there," Ling Wen's voice came through the earpiece. "Just wait and see."

The three-plane formation flew smoothly in the clear sky, and in the blink of an eye, they had already covered half the distance.

At a certain moment, a strong energy fluctuation suddenly descended, and a faint engraving quietly appeared on the side of the helicopter.

The soul fire in Miao Xin's eyes trembled suddenly, and she immediately sat up straight.

"What's wrong?" Su Ming asked hurriedly.

[It's a resentment mark, an extremely powerful resentment mark!]

Miao Xin quickly activated her senses. The helicopter, which had been perfectly normal, was now almost entirely enveloped in tangible resentment marks! From a distance, it looked like a lump of coal emitting black smoke in the air.

Its ferocity was incomparable to anything she had ever seen before!

"Sister, the guests have arrived!" Miao Xin warned into the intercom.

Su Ming frowned. The resentment mark was something he found in the True Church's records of the Calamity Bell, but why did it appear at this time?
This is no coincidence!

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On the other end of the intercom, Ling Wen looked at the large number of surveillance screens in front of her. "I haven't found anything unusual on my end."

However, before she could finish speaking, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded, and the helicopter Miao Xin was in suddenly lost lift!
Wind shear!
The automatic flight system attempted to recover, but to no avail, and the helicopter began to tilt uncontrollably.

To make matters worse, the tail rotor malfunction alarm also sounded at the same time, and the fuselage began to spin!
The two escort aircraft immediately distanced themselves, giving the AC312E-1 room to maneuver, but to no avail. The helicopter spun and crashed into the forest hundreds of meters below. The massive impact snapped many trees in half, and thick smoke and flames shot into the sky.

The mountainous area is sparsely populated, and only a few drivers on the highway witnessed this scene. Many people pulled over to the emergency lane, took out their phones to film, and compared the zoom levels of their cameras.

One of the black sedans simply rolled down its window. The driver sensed the location of the crashed helicopter and said into his phone, "Lord Alito, confirmed, it's 'Broken Wing's' spiritual wave!"

On the other side of the highway, a middle-aged man known as Aristotle was on the phone. He too was gazing at the thick smoke rising from the helicopter crash site, and commanded into the phone, "Theodore, detonate her immediately!"

"Yes, ma'am!" came the reply from the phone.

Alito put down his phone, sunlight illuminating his pale face. He gestured for his men to speed up and drive away. They were only a little over two kilometers from where Miao Xin's plane had crashed; they had to get out of the danger zone as quickly as possible.

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Diodorus hung up the phone. He was closer than Aristotle, but the activation and eruption of the vengeful spirit was a gradual process. As long as he passed through the tunnel ahead in time and took cover behind the mountain, he wouldn't be directly harmed!
As for the aftershocks and secondary damage, he has no fear of them given his physique and strength.

Theodorus extended his hand out of the car window, intently sensing the energy fluctuations in the distance. The distance was considerable, but he still precisely locked onto his target and suddenly released a powerful burst of negative energy.

Soon, strange changes began to occur at the helicopter crash site. Dark energy surged violently. A spirit began to swell, taking shape from the wreckage and trembling violently. The previously stable spiritual energy waves also began to become chaotic and distorted.

Diodorus didn't stop, but continued to pour in the energy. Last time in Vietnam, that low-level member's attack unexpectedly failed, which meant that the Broken Wing could actually return from its active state.

Although he didn't know why, this time, the fact that he, a member of the minute hand level, personally took action was to prevent such a thing from happening again. If the broken wing could return, then she would be pushed directly into the deepest depths!

He didn't stop until the vengeful spirit in the distance completely exploded. The soul rose from the helicopter wreckage, expanding violently to over ten meters. From a distance, the spirit's form, detached from human shape, was completely different from that of a human.

(End of this chapter)